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To touch
the
heart of
someone
dear
though
it might
sometimes
cause a
tear
to fall
or rest
upon the
cheek,
Should
be
something
all
should
seek.
For
often
hearts,
not
touched
at all
start
hardening
and
shrinking
small.
And then
the time
it takes
to grow
A loving
heart is
very
slow.
For
hearts
expand
as those
who care
extend
their
love and
let us
share
a
moment,
space or
special
phrase
that
eases
pain on
dreary
days.
Or
simply
starts
our lips
to smile
and
brightens
time for
just a
while.
The ways
and
kinds
and
means of
sharing
it seems
to me,
are
based on
caring.
And
though
we're
often
worlds
apart.
You
still
can
touch my
very
heart.
You make
me smile
or shed
a tear.
And I'll
remember
year to
year,
Just how
your
touching
helped
me grow.
I just
thought
I'd let
you
know.
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